Page 39 of Wicked Praise


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Each time her eyes had drifted away, no matter which group of people Knox led her to, there Blake was, watching her over a whisky, his hand confidently resting in the pocket of his pants.

Damn, if only she could ignore the way his tux fit his wide shoulders, his dark curls licking the edge of his black jacket and those mystical gray eyes feverish and possessive.

If it was anyone else, she’d call him a stalker.

Not Blake Dufort. He was like a predator, stalking his prey and playing with his food.

If Bella wasn’t here with Knox, she’d end up in Blake’s bed again. But she had to stick to her strategy. With only three months until her birthday, she needed to spend that time getting to know someone and negotiating the contract.

Not sleeping with Blake and listening to his praise, enjoying the intense pleasure, and even staring at his gorgeous body.

And cock. You loved his cock.

She was proud of herself for having the courage to do what she’d done tonight. And grateful to Knox. Bella knew it wasn’t easy for him and keeping this from Ward, Levi, and Atlas wasn’t easy. They were a close family. But convincing the three of them was a heck of a lot harder than one. She’d learned years ago that they were stronger in a pack.

Her little pack of wolves.

Bella smirked to herself, and Knox shot her a grumpy look. She poked her tongue out and he moved to her side.

“Dufort is still watching you.” He growled.

“His name is Blake.” She laughed.

“I know. I googled him earlier,” Knox said, leaning closer. “You know what business he’s in?”

No.

She didn’t. Why would she?

They’d slept together once, and she never thought she’d see him again. Today she’d occupied the morning getting over her hangover and soaking her delicious aches in the bathtub. Then the rest of the day, she spent getting her outfit sorted for this evening.

Blake was never meant to be in her life again.

It made sense that Blake was here, given who he was, but it had never occurred to her he might be here. Which was dumb in hindsight.

“I don’t. We met through friends, so I don’t really know very much about him,” Bella said truthfully.

I know what his cock looks like, though.

“He sells books.”

What?

“Online?” Bella asked, surprised.

Knox tilted his head. “No, he has a little stall at a farmers market. Come on Bell, he’s a Dufort.”

She stared at her brother.

“Okay, well, that was rude.” She pouted.

Blake was invested in the book industry? So was Kennedy Enterprises. They were the biggest online book retailer in the world.

She racked her memory for knowledge of a Dufort retailer.

“What is the company name?”

“InkWell.” Knox said. “Check out his website. Kennedy has a subscription business that directly competes with Blake's company.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com